I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1303: The Major Task is Accomplished
Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
Once An Daohai and his son had departed for quite some time, the hall stood empty of any other presence.
Yuwen Qianyue released a quiet breath of relief in secret. With a gentle press from her delicate finger, the ancient ring upon the table slipped smoothly into her grasp.
Her divine sense probed inside, instantly unveiling every treasure hidden within the ring.
This icy beauty of a Venerable One couldn't stop her pale hand from tightening. A swirl of complicated emotions transformed into a sharp chill in her stunning eyes as she pulled out a jade slip and delivered a harsh command.
"Summon the outer sect disciple, Yi Feng!"
After getting a response through the jade slip, she promptly started forming hand seals.
Within mere breaths, complex runes hid themselves across the grand hall, nearly sealing it completely shut. Whoever dared to enter would turn into a trapped bird!
Footsteps began to resound.
The chill in Yuwen Qianyue's gaze intensified further, her hand concealed in her sleeve ready to unleash the formation at any moment!
As the dashing young man stepped in, she posed her icy query.
"Are you Yi Feng?"
Yi Feng had been enjoying drinks with his companions moments ago when he got called here out of nowhere. He had no clue what it concerned, just that a certain Venerable One wished to meet him.
Now, facing the frosty and alluring woman perched high above who directed a question at him, he figured she must be that Venerable One.
He replied without thinking.
"Yes, that's me."
The instant those words escaped him, Yuwen Qianyue nodded faintly.
Her slender finger, tucked away in her flowing sleeve, completed the seal. Unseen array lines sprang to life right away, flooding the whole hall with a piercing cold. A crushing force loomed over Yi Feng, ready to swallow him whole.
Beneath the fearsome power of this formation, the young man was bound to lose all his cultivation!
Yet, oddly enough...
Even after the vast energy of the array raged through the hall multiple times, Yi Feng remained rooted in place, utterly untouched!
In that moment, Yuwen Qianyue's heart plunged into stunned disbelief!
This...
How could this be!
A mere mortal-star cultivator, regardless of his gifts, shouldn't possess cultivation potent enough to shrug off the Shadow Seven Extremes Array that she had set up herself?
But the reality stared her in the face.
The array had triggered repeatedly, and this fellow stood there without a scratch.
Witnessing this, Yuwen Qianyue brimmed with endless doubts and began speculating frantically.
This individual's cultivation definitely lacked the strength to resist the array, but he emerged unscathed. Clearly, he carried some sort of guarding artifact. She had misjudged him.
Who could have imagined.
This mortal-star cultivator not only boasted extraordinary talent but also held a priceless treasure. He was indeed unlike the ordinary sort.
Maybe this man truly carried a touch of fateful fortune!
With that thought crossing her mind.
Yuwen Qianyue found herself pausing on instinct, a pang of regret hitting her at the idea of ruining such a promising genius's path. Now, honoring An Daohai's plea to handle Yi Feng left her with deep second thoughts!
Still, things had progressed too far.
The arrow nocked on the string demanded flight!
When you cross someone with destiny like this, there's no turning back. Just crippling his cultivation wouldn't suffice; you had to uproot the threat entirely and end him for good!
A wave of murderous intent rose in Yuwen Qianyue's chest as she geared up to act.
Yi Feng, on the other hand, grew increasingly restless from the wait.
He'd been informed that the Venerable One called for him, yet this lady had been eyeing him silently for what felt like forever. What was the issue?
Could it possibly be... she sought a matchmaker or something?
After lingering awkwardly a bit longer, Yi Feng steeled himself to speak up.
"Uh..."
"Venerable One?"
"May I inquire as to the reason for summoning me?"
His words landed, leaving Yuwen Qianyue even more shocked!
The Shadow Seven Extremes Array had fired off several rounds. Its perils were utterly horrifying! But here this guy was, casually asking about the situation like nothing occurred?
Did he fail to detect the array's power at all?
As this notion struck her, Yuwen Qianyue started sensing real strain.
This young man, shielded by his artifact to bypass the array, showed that the item's quality was top-tier. It guarded its owner without a whisper, almost like it thought for itself, which explained why the youth noticed zero difference.
This was a blessing that would spark envy in countless souls.
Armed with such an artifact, dealing with him turned tricky.
Crippling his cultivation proved challenging already. To slay this youth would demand even finer strategy.
After mulling it over briefly.
Yuwen Qianyue offered a smile and replied, acting as if all was normal.
"This Venerable One has learned of your outstanding talent and fine reputation, so I intend to guide you. I specially called you here to grant you a chance."
Yi Feng took it in, his mood turning sour inside.
Since climbing onto the Heavenly Ranking, presents had flooded in daily. Offerings from Snowstorm Island and folks in private had stacked up across multiple chambers. It was nothing but a massive hassle.
Who even craved these gifts!
He'd journeyed here purely to court death, yet everyone refused to let him face the tiniest risk, instead showering him with escalating perks!
At this rate, how long until he finally met his end?
If you truly cared about my well-being, just finish me off!
Though he grumbled in his thoughts, recognizing the kind intent, Yi Feng managed a formal word of gratitude.
"Thank you."
Following a half-hearted, expressionless fist salute.
Yuwen Qianyue pressed her palm lightly. A hidden device in the hall's jade tiles triggered, unveiling a seemingly endless underground tunnel lined with stone stairs along the left wall!
What sort of chance lay ahead?
Yi Feng gawked in surprise, but Yuwen Qianyue had already stood gracefully, beaming toward him.
"Yi Feng."
"This leads to an underground treasure chamber. This Venerable One has set aside a present for you. Head down and claim it. Don't let me down."
Yet another gift...
Yi Feng felt weary at the mere mention.
Still, rejecting such sincere kindness proved tough. He uttered reluctant thanks and ventured in.
As Yi Feng descended the passage, his form vanishing into the swallowing gloom, Yuwen Qianyue at last unveiled a frosty grin. With a flick of her sleeve, she sealed the entrance!
"Boom!"
A muffled noise rang out as the jade tiles merged flawlessly.
The hall reverted to its prior appearance. No soul would suspect a hidden tunnel existed, let alone that a Snowstorm Island disciple had stepped through it!
At long last.
Yuwen Qianyue eased back into her seat, exhaling a deep, easing breath.
She then dispatched a summons to a follower and gave a steely command.
"Pass on this Venerable One's order: On the Heavenly Ranking, replace Yi Feng's name with An Shixuan's!"
The arriving figure clasped fists in compliance, though bewilderment crossed their features.
"Venerable One."
"Pardon this subordinate's boldness, but the Heavenly Ranking holds immense weight. I'm concerned it's unwise to modify it so casually..."
Yuwen Qianyue leveled a cool stare at them, her voice grave and unyielding.
"Yi Feng suffered a cultivation mishap, succumbed to demonic deviation, and met his end. How could he keep holding a place on the Heavenly Ranking? This open slot belongs to another outstanding talent, of course."
At those words, the subordinate shivered, a trace of sorrow flashing across their face as they affirmed.
"Understood, I will carry out the Venerable One's decree without fail!"
Shifts in the Heavenly Ranking happened seldom. The demise of an island prodigy was especially tragic. For these two extraordinary misfortunes to strike together was downright staggering.
Even more startling, both these uncommon calamities tied directly to Yi Feng, the freshly famed mortal-star genius. Word of it blazed across the land in no time.
Within a lavish cave dwelling.
An Shixuan, catching wind of the gossip, slapped his thighs in thrill and leaped to his feet!
"Wonderful!"
"What a fitting death!"
"That lowly trash, overstepping his bounds, dared to challenge this young master time and again. This is exactly what he earned!"
An Daohai stayed planted in the head seat. Though his gaze gleamed with approval, he didn't hesitate to sharply rebuke his boy.
"Xuan'er, have you disregarded your father's lessons!"
"Those destined for greatness must conceal their delight. Your talent may surpass the average, but your poise has barely advanced. Leaning on so-called natural endowments, you slacked on true practice. Not long ago, you even lost to a mortal-star cultivator. Haven't you learned from that yet?"
These sharp remarks jolted An Shixuan into a deep bow, confessing his error.
"Father's guidance rings true. Your son admits his fault!"
"Moving forward, backed by Heavenly Ranking perks and access to Frostwind Island's classified halls, I vow to change my ways and honor father's hopes!"
Those assurances drew a subtle nod from An Daohai.
Though the key issue had wrapped up as expected, a lingering doubt gnawed at him inside. This wary nature and deep cunning proved the old adage about spice in aged ginger.
After a moment's reflection, he set off solo to the Heavenly Hall.
Reuniting with Yuwen Qianyue, their rapport had warmed noticeably, filled with easy banter, chuckles, and shared tea.
After some courteous talk, An Daohai squinted with a grin and inquired,
"Esteemed Yuwen, this old fellow has caught whispers that the mortal star genius met an untimely end. Is it accurate?"
As he spoke, Yuwen Qianyue already smiled back.
With privacy assured, she shot a chilly look toward the hall's left flank and revealed the full truth without reserve.
"Friend An, your concerns are excessive."
"A covert tunnel lies here, straight to the Demon-Suppressing Prison. Any creature passing thirty feet in gets devoured by the demonic hordes! I sealed Yi Feng into that tunnel myself. Barred from escape, survival is impossible."
Those details sparked a glint of astonishment in An Daohai's eyes.
"The Demon-Suppressing Prison?!"
"That fabled Ten-Thousand Demon Cavern, Frostwind Island's secret lair holding all manner of demon overlords?"
Yuwen Qianyue nodded lightly, amusement dancing in her eyes.
That confirmation delighted An Daohai immensely, prompting his praise!
"A mortal star cultivator tossed into the Ten-Thousand Demon Cavern faces certain doom. I've always known of the Honored One's quick strikes and firm resolve, and it proves spot on!"
"This old man bows in awe!"
"Hahaha..."
The pair toasted with cups, sipping tea in place of spirits, their expressions radiating the easy triumph of a grand scheme fulfilled.